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Greeting, to the gypsy of fortunes
Your coin was much appreciated
And now I shall you your future

It seems my cards of Tarot have dealt you a odd hand
A hand of six jokers card, this is very
And something neusant is approaching
You should be visited by a circus
A circus that holds pain and

traveling mass of evil will leave your corpse to rot
While entrapping your soul to at future stops
Oh, yes, you also be aware that it is your own evil doings
That have brought about this carnival's

All of the sins and hatred you have cast during life
Have whipped and into form, the form of one
One who leads this parade of pain into your life
One beast, one known only as Ringmaster

ladies and gentlemen to the museum, the wax museum
Thousands of dead covered in wax
All of the rare exhibits you are about to
Are strange and creations of the one
And the only leader of all
So dead and undead, please welcome the Ringmaster
Purpose, question,

The ICP is of the
And the Ringmaster's of the attunes of
Gya, motherfucker, now you gotta face your enemy
And yourself
Every wicked thing you've ever done has back now
And it's gonna whip little ass, bitchboy

Us, just clowns
We just for the Ringmaster
With the of his magic wand
I step forward, wind
And swing battle axe
Upside your head, ooh

So step up 'cause the Ringmaster
Takes you on the of your life
and fear, smiles and tears
And oh, so over do

The Ringmaster up and lifts across the sky
Through the forest and down the
the valley, over the hill
And down the trail and up the
Only to surprise you and
At your very front door, let's go,